[Journey to the West] Those things about me and Master

When Sun Wukong saw the man approaching from a distance in the sky wearing a cassock and holding a tin staff, he was stunned for a moment in a daze.

Wuzhi Mountain is covered with wild grasses, jagged pinnacles and steep rocks.Horizontal and dense intertwined, covered most of the sun, and the haze was overgrown. He was covered in messy hair, and he was pressed between the boulders, like a clown who had nowhere to escape.

"Are you the monkey who caused the disturbance in the Heavenly Palace 500 years ago?" The man smiled half-smile. Although his head was bald, his brows and eyes were warm, and his appearance was extremely handsome and elegant.

"What kind of monkey?!" Sun Wukong frowned at that time, complaining a bit, "Master, I am the Monkey King, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven in Huaguo Mountain and Water Curtain Cave, and I am not a monkey in a corner!"

Tang Sanzang smiled lowly, "It's quite noisy, no wonder the Buddha wants to suppress you."

Monkey King sneered at him, "Old Guanyin said, let me protect a monk to go to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, are you that weak monk?"

Tang Sanzang patted his disheveled head without dislike, "First, don't be disrespectful to Avalokitesvara; second, go to the Western Paradise instead of going to the Western Paradise; third, I'm not a weak monk, I'm a magician." Mage."

Sun Wukong looked at the man shaking his head in a serious manner, his eyes froze for a moment, he didn't know what to think of, he lowered his eyes after a while, and said oh shyly.

"If I take you as an apprentice, will you obey my master's order and never disobey?" Tang Sanzang straightened his face, the tin staff in his hand was covered with gold, and against the Tathagata cassock, he looked like a heavenly man, noble and extraordinary.

"As long as you believe in me and treat me kindly, the disciple will naturally obey the master's will."

Who wouldn't tell a lie?He was originally a stone monkey ignorant of the world, but all living beings are fake, all of them talk honey, hide their swords and hide their swords in their smiles.

If he wants to live, he has to learn to the fullest.

Tang Sanzang looked at his cold star pupils, and smiled slowly, "This little monk can't guarantee... I have a bad temper and quite flawed personality as a teacher, I hope my apprentice will forgive me."

"Then don't let me out!" Sun Wukong blew his beard and stared, almost grinning and baring his fangs.

Tang Sanzang shook his head, without any hesitation, "It's not up to you to decide."

After speaking, he took off the Taoist talisman posted on the stone rock, and in an instant a golden light pierced the sky, split the heavy clouds, and came straight to the world.

The majestic and majestic Wuzhi Mountain split into two halves. Monkey King felt the burden on his back that had weighed on him for 500 years disappear. the man.

Everything seems to be a dream.

That man was still the ice-cold Elder Jin Chan under the Buddha's seat, and he was still the little Bi Mawen who didn't know the world in the stable.

In a trance, Monkey King heard the man say something with a smile on his face.

"Today I will give you back your freedom, and tomorrow you will be free with me."

Before he had time to react, he saw a golden hoop put on the top of his shaggy head, which could not be refused at all.

Just like back then, he never looked him in the eye and never loved him.

The lingering old things are broken in an instant like a mirror.

My heart twitched and clenched, and my forehead ached.

The man recited the mantra and said very lightly, "If you are disobedient in the future, the master will chant the mantra to punish you. This pain makes you so painful that you can't live or die. Don't do it again."

Sun Wukong covered his head and smiled idiotically, with a smile and tears streaming down his face, like a dream of a century of drunkenness.

He yelled, "I understand, I must be obedient, master stop reading, master stop reading!"

You see, in this life, although that person can laugh, his heart is still cold after all.

Colder than 500 years of cold and hot years, than the frosty moonlight thousands of miles away——

It's even more chilling.

On the vast path, people are covered by bushes, grass and flowers are luxuriant, and the mountains are majestic.

"Master, I want to eat meat."

"Think beautifully."

"Good master, I want to eat meat."

"Eat it yourself."

"Do you believe that I will eat your long-lived meat?"

"You have to bite first."

"You smelly monk, I said I want to eat meat, eat meat!"

Tang Sanzang couldn't bear it anymore, he recited the magic spell, and cast an impatient glance at him, "You stinky monkey, give me some peace!"

Monkey King stared blankly at the man, and after a while snorted, "I'm not a stinky monkey!"

He turned his head sullenly.

He also has a name, his name is Sun Wukong.

Wukong Wukong, all four are empty.

This is the man's name.But it was the man who forgot first.

Tang Sanzang was helpless, rubbed his forehead and sighed, looking very helpless.

"Anyone who has a destiny must not kill for a reason. Wukong, since you are a monk, you must not violate the precept of killing again."

Sun Wukong was carrying the golden cudgel, and when he heard this, he spit out the weeds in his mouth and rolled his eyes.

"Master means, you don't care if you eat meat or not, as long as I don't kill?"

Tang Sanzang saw his apprentice's foolish but high-spirited appearance, and his steps faltered.

That day at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, Sun Wukong was still like a monkey when his mana was conferred, his hair was disheveled and covered his facial features, only his eyes were black, shining like streams of brilliance, burning and moving.

Who would know, under his humanoid face, there is a face that is upright and even handsome.The blond hair shines like bright light, the sword eyebrows are as sharp as cold stars, the almond eyes are as cold as black jade, the nose is straight and the lips are thin, the edges and corners are still rounded, like the childishness of a lonely and proud boy that will never fade away.

so similar.

It's so similar.

Tang Sanzang withdrew his eyes, the thick eyelashes drooping like wings, casting an arc under the eyelids with slight tremors.

He twirled the beads in his hand, whispered Amitabha Buddha, the ripples in his heart lightened up and he returned to normal.

Monkey King didn't get any meat after all, he was so angry that night, Tang Sanzang slept with him, without a word of comfort, but hugged him unconsciously in the middle of the night.

That night, Tang Sanzang, who had not seen him for a long time, had that dream again.

He dreamed that his breath was annihilated in the torrent, and the flood choked his nose and nose, making his head dizzy.

He thought about coming to someone to save him, it didn't matter who it was.Then, that boy appeared, jumped into the river and swam towards him with an anxious expression on his face.

He watched the man getting closer, his wrinkled face was covered with delicate and delicate features.

As usual, he was in a dream, and when he was about to call the man His Highness, he was surprised for a moment, and the face of the man changed into the appearance of Monkey King invisibly.

"Goku..."

He opened his mouth in a daze, and saw that the dream was shattered, and the flood hit him, and he was awakened by a shock.

It was the dawn of another day, and the clear sunlight like water penetrated through the broken windows of the temple, passed through the floating particles in the air, and cast shadows like veils on the ground.

The person beside him slept peacefully, his brows were no longer furrowed with anger, they were stretched and flat with the comfort of sleeping.

Tang Sanzang looked sideways at him for a long time with deep eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Finally, he got up as usual, straightened his clothes, and sat with his legs upright to chant Buddhist scriptures in the morning.

His thoughts are like the tide, it is the appearance of the man with the crown of twelve jades and the bright yellow dragon robe with an elegant smile.

"Brother Yu, I will entrust this matter to you."

"My brother..." He accepted the man's edict with great respect and admiration, "I will live up to my mission, seek the Buddhist scriptures, and protect the safety of this square palace!"

I also protect this person, and I will be safe for the rest of my life.

Even his king will never know.

In my mind, two faces began to overlap.

Tang Sanzang shook his head, his Xuanqing is the most graceful, elegant, generous and benevolent, his hands are not stained with blood, and he has the world of society in his heart.

It's not like his disciples, who fought violently when they disagreed with each other, and the bones of the people were smashed to pieces, and the anger between the brows was hard to calm down.

No matter how similar their appearance is, Wukong is no match for Xuanqing.

Can't make it up, can't make it up.

He said to himself, not knowing what to comfort.

Later, Sun Wukong thought of the time when he and his master were noisy and on the road, although it was hard and boring, but in the end it was only the two of them, with no one else to interfere, and it was bittersweet.

After Zhu Bajie, Sha Monk and Bai Longma all joined the team, they chatted away the time and hurried on the road, but Monkey King was always depressed, with a stinky face all day long.

Because his juniors are all gloomy, and they like to sow discord, and watch a good scene where he and the master quarrel.

Don't think that Wu Neng is just a pig spirit, his normal human form also has a face like jade and peach blossom eyes.Apart from his love of stealing food, teasing little girls, and drooling while dozing off, he only loves to play tricks and watch the excitement.

"Master, the eldest brother just took a nap in the tree and crushed a chick to death!"

"Wukong, my teacher said that if you want to sleep, you can sleep with me. Now you insist on sleeping on a tree, breaking the precept of killing and increasing your karma. Do you know your mistake?"

"Master said that those who are destined should not be killed deliberately. I did not kill on purpose, so it is correct."

"You evil, you don't know how to repent!"

Tang Sanzang whipped Monkey King with a rattan cane while reciting the curse, and Monkey King stood up with red eyes and a gritted teeth and unyielding expression.

Every time the whip was whipped, his body would tremble unconsciously, blood flowed from the wound, but it healed in an instant without leaving a trace.

"Master thinks I'm neither dead nor alive, so I won't be in pain?"

Monkey King raised his eyes, looked at Tang Sanzang, and asked.

Tang Sanzang paused, then continued to fight with cold brows and hard heart.

"I know you will be hurt, so I hit you. It is to make you hurt so that you can have a long memory."

The whip marks one after another, and the crackling sound, seemed to spread in the chest, which made people startled.

Even the instigator, Wu Neng, covered his mouth, hesitating whether to go up and persuade him.

"Master said that I am rebellious, rebellious and stubborn by nature, but Master has the responsibility to teach me. In this case, Master said that I am incapable of teaching?"

Although Sun Wukong's eyes were red, he still squeezed out an unruly smile and looked at Tang Sanzang with raised eyebrows.

"You villain!"

Tang Sanzang was so angry that he coughed profusely, as if he had tuberculosis, and he had to cough up his throat to feel better.

In the end, he still had no choice but to let go, gasping for breath on the sidelines.

Their masters and apprentices have very different personalities. If they were in the past, they would never be able to get together, and Sun Wukong didn't know what kind of conspiracy Tathagata was using to let them gather together like gunpowder to learn scriptures.

He endured the pain of being bruised and bruised, and comforted himself that now he was just passing by.When he gets fed up with this kind of life and this group of people one day, he will throw them away and run away without a trace, and become the one who wears the golden armor of chains, the purple golden crown with phoenix wings on his head, and steps on lotus roots. Walking on clouds, the great sage Equaling Heaven who is unfettered in the world!

But until now, he still hasn't figured out what exactly locked him.

Although Tang Sanzang was not very kind to him, beating and scolding him every now and then, but there were times when he was very gentle with him.

He would stare at his face in a daze, as if seeing through him someone whom he yearns for but cannot ask for.

He would grit his teeth in the market town and buy him a few bunches of sweet and delicious candied haws with what little money he had left.

Although Tang Sanzang never asked and never figured out why a man like him is so obsessed with such sweets.

Everyone has someone in their heart, everyone longs for warmth and comfort, but is unwilling to give it at all.They are like two fireflies keeping warm in a winter night. When you see the light, you think it is a fire, but when you get closer, you realize that it is also a firefly that has lost its way in the snow.

They rushed to Wanshou Temple that day, and rested in the ruined temple on the top of the mountain in the middle of the night.

Wu Neng and Wu Jing were watching the night outside, the sky was dotted with stars, black clouds covered the full moon like a veil.The four mountains are full of smoke, and the night is endless.

"Third Junior Brother, do you think the moon tonight looks like a shiny chicken leg?"

Wu Neng sat at the entrance of the temple, playing with the dog's tail grass with one hand, looking up to the sky.

"Second senior brother, it doesn't look like it. You think it looks like chicken drumsticks because you want to eat it?"

Wu Jing scratched and shook his head.

"Silly, am I that kind of vulgar person? I am in a state called seeing things and thinking about others."

After Wu Neng finished speaking, he paused, and his expression gradually faded.

"Isn't it just seeing things and thinking about things?"

Wu Jing rubbed his head, a little unclear.

Wu Neng's eyes froze, and his voice gradually lowered into the night.

"You just think that I'm thinking about things, so... I will end up looking better."

The blue sea and the blue sky, the vast coldness of the palace, the frost and onyx are clean, and the bare hands are slender.

He is already desolate enough, if people know that he never forgets, it will not only be desolate, but ridiculous.

Wu Jing made a low sound, looked at the shadow of the branch on the ground, and didn't speak.

He's not stupid, he just doesn't want to touch the cocoon in other people's hearts.

If you never touch it, you will just suffocate and die.But if the cocoon is broken early, there will only be a dead end.

Who doesn't have a past?

There is no words outside the temple, and the night is deep.

On the haystack in the temple, the two slept quite restlessly.

Sun Wukong faintly felt some warm touch on his naked skin, and he wanted to escape but was bound extremely tightly.

He reluctantly opened his eyes from his sleep, and as expected, the smelly monk hugged him again in the middle of the night in heat.

The man behind him leaned against his blond hair, talking dreamily, Xuan Qing, Xuan Qing.

Sun Wukong's throat was blocked, his eyes were red, and he wanted to knock the man away, but he couldn't do it after all.

"Xuanqing... Your Majesty... Xuanqing... Your Majesty..."

The man murmured, as if trapped in an old dream, unable to break free.

Sun Wukong listened and slowly lost his strength.He didn't know the reason for the soreness that surged up in his heart, he just felt a little pain, thin and dense, like a fine needle of rain, piercing the pouch of Night Breeze, piercing a hole in the tip of his heart, and every time he jumped, the blood flowed out. The gurgling blood was so bright red that it hurt people's eyes.

Wukong Wukong, all four are empty.

It has been 500 years, he should have gotten used to it, should have learned to let go, it turns out that he is not a saint after all, but just a monkey.

He can't let go.

The more hoarse and sad the people behind him were, the more he arched his back, like an extremely suppressed string.

He hugged his knees, and let out a low cry of a small animal in his throat, the sound was as sad as night.

He knew the secret, always knew it.

He knew that his master, the monk who had already become a monk, had a hidden person in his heart.

That man is a man, the emperor of this world, and his majesty who is in his heart.

And he, Sun Wukong, who is embraced by him tenderly every night, is just his apprentice.

But it was a monkey with a face similar to that of the man.

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